Step by step we through our days together
With every single memory which will be never blur
The memories we make and have
That will be kept, for ever, in our brain's cave
Smiles, laughs or even cries
Come and go coloring our days
Leaving its footprints on the surface of my heart
Being another beautiful art
The footprints of our memories
On and on and on appear on my heart
Along with the days we've passed
Along with the memories we make
in every single of days
You left the footprints behind for your sweetheart to trail.Quite a journey Little.
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The days fade away leaving us colourful vivid memories. They are stored in the lockers of our minds, were no one can steal them. How old we become, the memories make us young......they are the powerful medicine which have the true power to rejuvenate us..........Beautiful poem....Love it! !